These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

At this moment, a strange situation seemed to have arisen.

The man and woman sitting leisurely seemed to have become the prey that the four people were discussing and dividing.

How to handle it depends entirely on their decision.

Wei Tu just sat there, looking up at them as they discussed, seemingly finding it quite amusing.

Qin Ruhui glanced at Ji Xiangwan.

“Young Master Ji, you are the third young master of Yihua Palace, you have the final say.”

Ji Xiangwan smiled with the same ease as before, "Young Master Qin, you're not bad either, but is it really okay for you to scheme like this in front of others?"

Qin Ruhui smiled and said, "Does he intend to attack me, and Young Master Ji plans to stand by and do nothing?"

"I don't seem to have any reason to take action."

"Of course there are. In my opinion, you and he are the most likely to win the championship. If you don't need my help, do you really think you can beat him? Or... if you don't believe me, you can try it now."

Ji Xiangwan burst out laughing.

"He is indeed very strong... but what if I'm the kind of person who would rather lose than win by such means?"

"If you're that kind of person, you won't get first place. Isn't that obvious? So my suggestion is reasonable. Why don't we give it a try together?"

"Noisy."

At this moment, the young swordsman wearing a bamboo hat, who had been silent all along, finally spoke. He gripped the ancient longsword in his hand and began to walk towards Wei Tu, who had been sitting there.

"If none of you dare to do it and are hesitant, then I will do it."

But as Fengxueke walked toward the two, a figure blocked his way.

Feng Xueke frowned as he looked at Dou Qinhu in front of him.

It seems they don't understand what the other person means.

Dou Qinhu looked at him with a smile.

"You like one-on-one fights, and so do I. How about we go first?"

"……Can."

Qin Ruhui frowned as he looked at the two of them but did not say anything.

Dou Qinhu nodded and turned around first.

"Then let's come this way, and not disturb them."

Just as Dou Qinhu turned around, Wei Tu spoke.

"You're just giving up like that?"

Dou Qinhu paused briefly, then turned around and laughed heartily.

Even with such a delicate facial shape.

"Who said I'm giving up?"

After Dou Qinhu and Feng Xueke left the area where the crowd had gathered,

Qin Ruhui took a deep breath and looked at the man and woman in front of him.

"Now it's just us left."

Wei Tu slowly stood up, supporting himself on his knees with both hands.

"Yes, it's just us left." PS: One more chapter, preparing to give this year a perfect ending. Wishing everyone a Happy New Year in advance, and hoping that everyone's career, love, and studies will flourish in the new year. If you're planning to read both books next month, please give your monthly votes to the new book, "Dual Cultivation is Possible, But Why Should I Date You?", since it's a new book. If you're only reading this one, it depends on your mood. Thank you!

88. A chaotic dance of flowers.

Ji Xiangwan's continued presence seemed to signal something unusual.

For example, is his decision to stay here a decision to sit back and watch the tigers fight, or does he prefer to drive out the person whose strength is closest to his own?

It seems that the choice is entirely up to him.

Qin Ruhui was naturally not going to leave. As the one who first stirred up trouble, he now had plenty of resources left, so there was no reason for him to run away.

Moreover, many people believe that although Qin Ruhui is likely to rank in the top three, he is not a favorable candidate for first place. It is entirely possible that the two equally matched people will deal with the one who is preparing to reap the benefits first.

On the other hand, it is entirely possible for them to be qualified to help him.

“Look, Wei Tu… I told you we would eventually run into each other, and you were so modest back then.”

Wei Tu stood up, seemingly stretching his neck. Behind him, Jiang Ying truly seemed to be the boy's shadow.

No matter where he is or what he does, she will always be there behind him, just like him.

"What are you saying, Young Master Ji? It's not over yet. If you include those two, there are still six people left."

Ji Xiangwan shook her head. "No, it's already the final situation. You and I both know that if we really start fighting, the outcome is already decided."

Wei Tu raised his head slightly. Although his eyes were clear, his expression seemed somewhat uncertain.

"So, are you planning to settle this situation now?"

Ji Xiangwan smiled and said, "Why not?"

Qin Ruhui, standing beside him, finally revealed a relieved smile; clearly, this was the situation he had hoped for.

He knew Ji Xiangwan would be tempted, because people's subconscious, most genuine instinct is to eliminate their biggest threat first.

The best outcome, the best arrangement, is to deal with the person you fear most first.

At this moment, it seems that both of them can handle my role, so they will definitely not focus their attention on me. However, if I am on the side that helps me, my chances of winning will increase significantly.

It could even secure the victory.

After all, I'm not entirely useless.

Qin Ruhui slowly drew his sword: West Wind.

He and Ji Xiangwan stood together, facing the man and woman opposite them.

"Wei Tu, why don't you try the last option?"

"You mean admit defeat?"

Wei Tu seemed to have guessed what the other person was going to say.

Qin Ruhui nodded with a smile.

"You are very smart."

"But smart people often give up when faced with difficulties, and I don't want to be that kind of smart person."

"why."

Wei Tu slowly pulled out the strangely shaped, curved longsword.

He simply held it in his hand and pointed the sword tip at the two men, making his meaning clear: the point of the sword was his enemy.

The positions seemed to have been drawn apart, and the other side didn't seem to make any further effort.

In fact, Qin Ruhui was hoping that Wei Tu would be a little stubborn, for example, by trying to change his stance. Maybe if Wei Tu touched on something that appealed to him, he would actually agree to help him?

It doesn't matter who I help... especially seeing the two of them seem to think that as long as they take care of the other, they're guaranteed to win. It's so interesting.

It's as if they don't exist; they're just there to make up the numbers.

But is that really the case?

"Because that would be so boring."

Wei Tu smiled, a relaxed and lazy smile that looked like a sign of contempt for the two of them.

However, Qin Ruhui, who was very good at cultivating his inner energy, actually didn't experience any fluctuations.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xiangwan, who seemed to be just as shrewd as herself, took the first step.

"I'll go first. Remember to follow, you know exactly what to do."

"it is good."

Qin Ruhui felt a surge of joy, even experiencing an indescribable sense of smooth sailing and exhilaration.

It seems that everything is developing in the way I expected, and every step I take is just right.

It seems... this could be considered a kind of divine intervention?

Ji Xiangwan rushed over.

His sword was magnificent, as dazzling as his attire, with the ruby ​​inlaid on the hilt alone making it particularly eye-catching.

Today, Ji Xiangwan, dressed in a dashing blue outfit, quickened her pace.

He suddenly drew his sword at a very close distance to Wei Tu.

Footsteps stirred up fallen leaves, while the tip of the sword seemed to ignite a streak of light.

"boom!"

Wei Tu, whose speed was not inferior, drew his sword downwards, completely opposite to the direction of his opponent's sword strike.

So, naturally, the two swords clashed together.

The burst of energy caused the surrounding bamboo leaves to suddenly fly out.

The affected bamboo stalks were cut in half, as if they had encountered a sharp sword.

In a circular shape, a patch of tall green bamboo fell down.

At the same time, their swords clashed.

Draw your sword again!

Another collision!

Draw your sword again!

It was as if the two were very familiar with each other's swordsmanship, without making any mistakes. Neither side was thinking of taking any risky moves, and they were using the safest method and the strongest strength to clash.

In the brief, dazzling moment, neither of them had even had a chance to catch their breath; they were already caught in a tense standoff based solely on their first breath.